Read About Love

Asked my daddy when I was thirteen
 Daddy can you tell me what love really means?
 His eyes went glassy, not a word was said
 He poured another beer and his face turned red
 Asked my mother, she acted the same
 She never looked up, she seemed so ashamed
 Asked my teacher, he reached for the cane
 He said, don't mention that subject again
 So I read about love-read it in a magazine
 Read about love-Cosmo and Seventeen
 Read about love-In the back of a Hustler, Hustler, Hustler
 So I-know what makes girls sigh
 And I-know why girls cry
 So don't tell me I don't understand
 What makes a woman and what makes a man
 I've never been to heaven but at lest
 I've read about love
 My big brother told me when I was fourteen
 it's time I showed you what love really means
 Girls like kissing and romance too
 But a boy's got to know what a man's got to do
 He gave me a book, the cover was plain
 Written by a doctor with a German name
 It had glossy pictures, serious stuff
 I readd it seven times, then I knew it well enough
 Read about love-now I've got you
 Read about love-where I want you
 Read about love-got you on the test-bed, test-bed, test-bed
 So why-don't you moan and sigh
 Why-do you sit there and cry?
 I do everything I'm supposed to do
 If something's wrong, then it must be you
 I know the ways of a woman
 I've read about love
 When I touch you there it's supposed to feel nice
 That's what it said in reader's advice
 I've never been to heaven but at least
 I've read about love
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